As Donna was making his drink he said his name was Tom, 28, and had been doing this job for eight years. He was 5'10" slim and engaged. As he got the ...lans out to show us the problem Donna suggested we go into the conservatory, as we did she looked at me and winked, I followed them in and Tom got his coffee.Tom got the plans out and Donna sat right next to him on the sofa, I was watching him as his eyes looked down the front of my wife's cleavage. As they looked at these plans Donna wasn't. Three days ago I wouldn’t have come anywhere near you, but two days ago. Now that’s a different matter.”“How?”“You’re no longer a girl. You, are now a woman.” I said and she gave a smile. “Now I don’t just see you sitting there eating a burger, but I picture you sitting there eating a burger, naked.”“Stop saying stuff like that!” She laughed nudging me again. “You haven’t seen me naked to be able to imagine me naked.”“I have a very good imagination.” I replied and she laughed. “Hey, you didn’t. "Let them put me in gym class with the boys?" Hmph, you'd like that, huh?" Christian chuckled and he snuggled up against me nicely, sliding his hand over my tummy, beneath my thin nightie."I could find a job maybe," I said. "Like at the mall or something." Yeah, that's a good idea," he murmured into my hair. "You should look around." Are you sure?" I asked him, stretching my arms and reaching for the headboard of our new bed.Stretching felt good and I even pointed my toes as Christian's hand. The routine started as usual. She lay down on the bed. I went to the end of the bed towards her leg. I made myself comfortable and started to press the legs from foot to knee. As I reached the knee I would slowly push her skirt above the knee. I knew that in a few minutes she would bend her legs, the skirt will create view for me, her panties. I changed the legs. To my dismay she pushed her skirt back down.“I need to relax. You can keep pressing my legs. I will take a small nap. Wake me up if.